[Still tight against him, she kissed his jaw as she spoke, let her fingers stroke through his hair. He was so sweet and every word he said nudged her more toward swooning over him.]
And when we do decide it's time - if it's now or later or days from now or weeks from now - I'm sure it won't be the last. I want something real. Something that lasts and endures. Something that might just become permanent, and I can imagine that with you. And I really, really hope that doesn't scare you. But I even daydream about silly things like cooking dinner with you, or watching movies together before we fall asleep on the couch.
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[Still tight against him, she kissed his jaw as she spoke, let her fingers stroke through his hair. He was so sweet and every word he said nudged her more toward swooning over him.]
And when we do decide it's time - if it's now or later or days from now or weeks from now - I'm sure it won't be the last. I want something real. Something that lasts and endures. Something that might just become permanent, and I can imagine that with you. And I really, really hope that doesn't scare you. But I even daydream about silly things like cooking dinner with you, or watching movies together before we fall asleep on the couch.